Doctor: Your heavy drinking is making you paranoid. When did you have your last drink? Santa: What do you mean, last?
Santa: I went to the pub last night and saw a fat chick dancing on a table. I said, "Great legs". Banta: Go on. I am all ears. Santa: The girl giggled and said with a smile, "Do you really think so". I said, "Definitely! Most tables would have collapsed by now"!
Jeeto: I have read in a newspaper that widows make the best wives. Santa: May be! But you can't expect me to kill myself that you can be good wife to someone!
Santa: I broke down and cried when my wife tried to commit suicide. Banta: It's natural - every guy would do that. Santa: Quite right! That's the nicest thing she's ever attempted for me!
Santa: What's going on at neighbours? Pappu: It's someone's birthday. Santa: Whose? Pappu: Tuyu's! Santa: Tuyu? Pappu: Yes. I heard them distinctly singing in chorus, "Happy Birthday Tuyu!"